The complexity embedded in the different levels of meaning that go along with the words "I love you" ought to be a whole mindfuck of a video game

When in doubt, ingest carbs.

I wanted to talk to someone. But who? It’s moments like this, when you need someone the most, that your world seems smallest.

I can be a badass DJ when I want, but I am also an insufferable music snob.

It's bullshit to think of friendship and romance as being different. They're not. They're just variations of the same love. Variations of the same desire to be close.

I want to believe there is a somebody out there for me. I want to believe that I exist to be there for that somebody.

The reward is in the risk.

The handwriting was a girl’s. I mean, you can tell. That enchanted cursive.

Wherever I went, I was on the wrong end of the stampede.

Dumped doesn't even begin to describe it. If you're going to use a trash metaphor, incinerated is more like it.

One of the failures of cellular communication is that tiredness often comes across as sadness.

Life is boring when everything is perfect. Life is exciting and joyful when we continuously adjust and change to overcome the imperfection in life.

A little imagination goes a long way in Fes.

...we are overwhelmed with information and dying for wisdom.

I hated being a novelist when I was 20 - I had nothing to write about.

There is a point when tears don't work to wash things away anymore. Grabbing for breath has now broken my fingers.

What we experience in Colombia is fratricide, we fight ourselves and it demonstrates the priority of hatred over peace and reconciliation.

Kafka is still unrecognized. He thought he was a comic writer.

Most American cities shop to their best advantage when seen from a height or from a distance, at a point where the ugliness of the buildings dissolves into the beauty of an abstraction.

I knew someone had to take the first step. So I made up my mind not to move.

I had no student friends to talk to about literature. My tutor was a really nice man, very charming - but he had no literary judgment.